The christmas miracle

Chapter 3

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Christmas Morning…

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Upon groggily waking up with quite the hangover, Renee couldn’t understand why she was so exhausted trying to get out of bed. She couldn’t even sit upward. Just trying to sit up made her winded!


She rationalized that the party last night must have worn her out, but slowly rolling out of bed and wobbling to her feet, Renee couldn’t deny that she felt extremely weighed down just standing upright. Ignoring the obvious reason for her fatigue, Renee waddled outside of her bedroom and into the adjacent bathroom. Flicking on the lights, Renee was suddenly introduced to her new 350-plus pound reality.


The shock nearly brought her to tears.


Staring at what looked like a horrendously misshapen version of herself in the mirror, Renee’s first thought was that: “Something’s wrong with the mirror… Something has to be wrong with the mirror. I’m not fat!”


Turning to her side and gaping at just how far her belly, butt and breast stuck outward from her overly plump frame, Renee prayed, ‘Nicole just switched out the normal mirror with a funhouse mirror or something!’


However, the truth was too big to deny. Bending over a little big and jiggling her booty, Renee could feel the ripples of fat jittering all across her obese figure.


Her once perfect body was buried in a sea of fat…


“AhhhhH!” Renee screamed closing her eyes and praying to wake up from this nightmare.


Hearing her sister’s high-pitched yell, Nicole rapidly woke up and ran into the bathroom, uttering a fearful, “What’s wrong??”


“Look at me!!” Renee sobbed turning to her sister and letting her see the mammoth mounds of fat that made up her front profile now. Still wearing her Mrs. Claus outfit, Renee appeared just as round and fat as she had last night. Continuing hysterically, Renee cried, “Like this is me now? This is me now!”


When she’d gone to sleep, Nicole had sort of thought that Renee would remain oblivious to her massive rapid weight gain forever. Seeing as that wasn’t the case, Nicole tried to downplay her sister’s concerns, “Okay look so you put on a little weight, happens to everybody this time of year.”


“A little weight? Does this look like a little weigh to you??” Renee venomously spat, as she grasped her doughy midsection and shook it violently. She shook her fat as long as she could, but after a few moments her reduced stamina gave way. Catching her breath, Renee admitted in astonishment, “I’m fatter than you are!”


Blurting the first thing that crossed her mind, Nicole kept to her plan of downplaying the miracle that happened last night, “Weight can fluctuate from year to year…”


Unable to believe her sister wasn’t more shocked to see her like this, Renee suspiciously barked, “Fluctuate? I’ve gained 200 pounds in the blink of an eye! Nicole what’s happened to me!?


Stammering out of fear of being found out for her selfish vanity wish, Nicole just managed to shrug and mutter, “Maybe just try to cut back on the sweets okay?”


“You’re not surprised by this.” Renee remarked observing the truth.


“Huh?” Nicole guiltily hummed, as she crossed her arms across her own soft stomach.


“What happened to my body!?” Renee demanded to know, as she rushed forward and pinned her now thinner sister against the wall with her blob of a fat belly.


“You’re the fat sister now… I don’t know how else to say it.” Nicole squeaked fearfully, while she felt Renee’s thick body pressing against her.


“Did y-you do this to me?” Renee questioned seeing the guilt in her sister’s eyes.


Unable to lie, Nicole told the unfiltered truth, “Look, I didn’t do it on purpose, those gifts we got yesterday, I got a wishing stone and I wished that you were the fat sister. It was an accident… You were making fun of my weight… I didn’t know it would work!”


“Well it worked! Now change me back!” Renee grunted with a fury Nicole had never seen before.


“I can’t! The stone disappeared the moment I made the wish!” Nicole informed the fatty squishing her.


“Where’s that box?? Where is that box…” Renee muttered releasing her sister from her rolls of fat and waddling into the kitchen as fast as she could.


Aside from the ripped package on the kitchen counter, Renee’s eyes were drawn to a note on the floor. She’d must have dropped it when she’d opened her gift and threw out her lump of coal.



The letter read:


Ho ho ho, Merry Christmas Renee!


Though you’ve been naughty, this gift isn’t coal. It’s a wishing stone that’s been tainted, by your mischievous soul. To redeem your wish, make sure that by next year it’s your good side that you nourish!


-S Claus

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“I don’t understand…” Renee frowned, as she handed the note to her sister.


Reading it, Nicole figured, “I think this means that if you clean up your act this next year, your wishing stone will purify, and you’ll be able to get yourself back to normal.”


“Eww! I have to behave for a whole year in order to be skinny again???” Renee gasped almost repulsed by the idea.


“If being fat bothers you so much, you could always diet it off the old fashion way.” Nicole informed her lazy sister, as she poked her sister right in her doughy center for emphasis.


Taking some time to think over what Nicole proposed, Renee’s brain followed the path of least resistance, “True… But… That’s going to be a lot of work. Besides, why not enjoy all that being fat has to offer?”


“Huh?” Nicole tilted her head in surprise.


“If I’m stuck like this for a year, I’m going to make the most of it.” Renee explained, as she gazed down upon herself and let both of her hands grasp her massive breasts and then her globular belly, “Let’s get to Mom’s. I’m getting hungry. I kinda wanna see how much I can eat.”


“Hmm, that’s the spirit.” Nicole smiled, as she leaned into her fat sister and gave her a big hug.


She didn’t know what the future held for Renee, but she was family and Nicole would help her out anyway that she could. However, in the meantime, she knew she was going to enjoy being the thin sister for a change. Even though… now that she had a bonafide eating buddy, Nicole was quite positive that ‘thin sister’ wasn’t going to be a title that could describe her for very long.